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Little Local Man

Where I live upon a hill, there is a little local man. He walks daily into town. I see him as I drive by. He loves his food and I know why. He arrived in my locale. Slim, fit and strong. Something has gone wrong. I do believe he is unemployed. Cannot afford a car. Lucky shop is not so far. Down the hill, bag in hand. Empty as the wind. Returns laden down. Getting breathless now. Half way back. Carrying his big tummy sack. Silly little local man.

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Anthony Mark

Date: 2/24/2016 4:06:00 AM

ok , i get it now ...he is poor, probably a European immigrant, on welfare, and cant afford the luxury of a car, he goes to the poor shop for food, and walks everywhere, i assume the food is to feed him till his next pay check, yet his place in the cycle of life, seems quite positive, he is ecologically aware, and reasonably healthy, gets plenty of excercise, and seems to commit no crimes, perhaps if he was a drug peddler, with a gun, and stole food , he wouldnt be so " silly"..

Jean Murray
Date: 2/24/2016 4:19:00 AM

I knew this poem would cause trouble Mark. I write what I see. We have plenty of our own lazy lumps here. He is welcome to join the club. I appreciate it sounds as if I am anti immigrants. That is not the case. I work with many wonderful foreign doctors and find foreign women easy to nurse because the all breast feed so naturally, unlike Irish women. I appreciate it is a "hot issue", especially in England. I consider him silly to allow his body to get so out of shape. His walk is about 1 km. To Aldi. The point is, even though he walks, his is NOT resonably heathy.

Jean Murray
Date: 2/24/2016 4:19:00 AM

To make my point, I will change my poem.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 2/23/2016 5:16:00 PM

Jean, this is a very nice little poem. I am imagining him very poor and almost homeless. I know that feeling of walking against the wind and other elements and having no car. Not a good feeling in today's modern world. I enjoyed this one.

Anthony Mark
Date: 2/24/2016 4:13:00 AM

ANDREA ..? what does " almost homeless" mean? perhaps he can sleep on the porch, or under it on weekends, and the rest of the week wrapped in cardboard , at the back of the bakery... :)

Jean Murray
Date: 2/23/2016 5:53:00 PM

Well the truth is he is about forty and arrived here fit as a fiddle.I imagine he is on the dole, (government welfare supplements), as is his right as a European citizen. It's just so obvious he has given up and is living off the fat of our land.A shame for him, and us.